Maggie LOVES the snow, and has her full life. I just knew that Christmas in snowy Utah would be her thing. We had to wait until we got to Grandma and Grandpa Matthews's house to play in the snow because we don't have snow gear. Mike took her just in to the backyard at first. They threw snowballs and rode around in the sled. Maggie kept saying, "fast, fast" even when Mike ran out of steam to push her around. The next day, we met up with some friends at the park to go sledding. She really enjoyed it until Mike and her accidentally went over the jump and crashed. It didn't take too long though to jump back into it.
She didn't want to keep her mittens on-just had to experience the whole thing.
Too intrigued to take her eyes off the snow.
Even after being out there for a while, she was begging at the door for more.
Hard to see, but there's a smile somewhere in all that bundle.
The snow was really icy and hard to walk on, not her favorite.
Watching a pregnant lady trying to get on a sled while icy is entertaining for everyone, but embarrassing to the pregnant lady.
I think we got ourselves a little Eskimo princess.